Fiona Sutton walked up to Nia Mitchell with a dark expression and took the stack of money from her.
"Quite the lavish gesture."
Suddenly, Fiona's face brightened into a radiant smile.
Yancy Hastings scoffed even more. Just look at her, acting lofty a moment ago, it's clear now she simply wanted the money.
Fiona, clutching the cash, walked over to Yancy Hastings, smiling gaily at him.
"Thanks for the money. I haven't seen this much cash since I was a little girl."
Her radiant smile was extraordinarily dazzling. Even though she hadn't dressed up, her natural beauty made her smile exceedingly captivating.
Yancy Hastings had to admit, the woman before him was rather beautiful when she stayed silent. But once she started talking... her words were grating, to say the least.
"HMPH, take the money and scram!"
Yancy Hastings waved his hand dismissively and rolled his eyes in disdain.
Fiona lowered her head, the smile on her face gradually fading, replaced by a fierce, hardened look.
